National Games: Hang up from the zombie apocalypse

Chapter 778

Along the passage, Fang Heng went down again.

Until reaching the deepest grotto at the end of the [-]th underground floor.

The entire grotto emits a strange red color under the reflection of the central coffin.

Fang Heng narrowed his eyes suddenly.

When he came to the grotto, his eyes instantly focused on the huge red coffin in the center of the grotto.

The sleeping place of the blood prince?

So this red coffin...

"Young people, why did you come here?"

Fang Heng raised his eyebrows and looked up to the direction where the voice came from the right.

He is an old blood elder.

"The thing I have to say is probably out of curiosity, I want to come and see the sleeping prince for myself."

The blood clan elder Valdolino stared at Fang Heng, confirming the blood clan blood in his body.

"This is not where you should come. You have seen the place where the prince sleeps, and your curiosity has been satisfied. You can leave now."

Fang Heng didn't leave, but stood where he was, and said, "Elder, Anjitas was attacked by an unknown source, and the blood race will launch a general attack on the Holy Court. The Pope of the Holy Court is very powerful, isn't your lord planning to make a move this time?" ?”

"The House of Elders will judge." Valdolino looked away from Fang Heng and sighed: "Every time His Excellency is awakened, his vitality will be shortened. Unless it is a critical moment, His Excellency will not be easily awakened." of."

"I see."

Fang Heng nodded.

"Is there no way to solve the curse of the bloodline?"

"We have been working hard for this for tens of thousands of years," Valdolino said, shaking his head, "but unfortunately, we haven't done it yet."

"That's a pity."

What is the level of strength of the guardian elders of the blood race?

Fang Heng finally glanced at Valdolino.

Next time I come here, I have to find a way to deal with him together...

……

The next day, night.

In a giant grotto deep in the third underground floor of the Land of Sleep.

After being resurrected, a large number of lickers went directly into the ready-made coffins and pretended to be dead.

Sandy has pre-mixed paint ready for his art creation.

Two days later, the decisive battle between the Blood Race and the Holy Court is about to start.

The Holy Court quickly learned through the players that the Blood Race was preparing to attack the headquarters.

They are also very rigid.

Gossip from all over the place is rumored that the holy court is mobilizing forces from all over the world, preparing to face the blood race head-on.

Fight to the death.

For a moment, the entire Ninth District was in turmoil.

A large number of ordinary players are trying to switch servers to avoid disaster.

Listening to Fang Heng's preliminary plan, Sandy's eyes widened.

Boy, do you mean to hit the head directly?

Sandy couldn't help but stop the paintbrush in his hand.

"But Fang Heng, it's good for us to take this opportunity to directly raid the Blood Race Elder's House to fight the front, but what about the baby in the holy court? We don't want it? Do you want to build the oracle hall in the prison?"

Fang Heng sighed silently when he heard this.

Indeed, no matter how you think about it, the treasures at the Holy Court headquarters are very reluctant...

Sandy was quite entangled, and he continued: "Fang Heng, what's more, all the seal stones obtained from the Holy Court branch are stored in the underground waterway. There is no more to pile up, when can we take it back?"

As long as things cannot be moved home, Sandy will feel insecure all day long.

Fang Heng also had a similar feeling.

But helpless.

It takes 24 hours to enter the ninth district of the blood doomsday. Where does he have so much time to move supplies?
Especially the Seal Stone.

The idea of ​​using the Sealing Stone as a high-powered bomb is indeed wonderful.

But the effect of actual operation is really general.

Once the main seal stone is infused with energy, it cannot be moved.

And it is difficult to inject a large amount of holy energy into the sealing stone in a short period of time, which directly leads to an explosion effect that is really mediocre.

At this stage, the Seal Stone is of little use.

It may be possible later, but that thing is still very strategic.

Suddenly, Sandy rolled his eyes a few times, and pushed Fang Heng's shoulder, "Fang Heng, the God of Art has given me a little enlightenment."

"Are you sure it was given by the God of Art?"

Fang Heng looked at Sandy, he felt the word 'unreliable' written on Sandy's face.

"Okay, let's hear it?"

"Cough cough,"

Sandy cleared his throat and said, "Fang Heng, I think we have fallen into a misunderstanding. We have no means to separate ourselves. We can either attack the Holy Court or sneak attack the Blood Race, but... our purpose is to grab the supplies of the Holy Court ah!"

"Huh? Isn't that what it means?"

"Of course not!" Sandy was quite serious, "I mean, we can do it in advance."

Fang Heng's eyelids twitched, as if he had realized something.

"Look, we can sneak into the Holy Court ahead of time, and go there first to steal things!"

"Anyway, I have seen it when I went to the Holy Court branch last time. The oracle hall is important enough to the Holy Court, and it is also mysterious enough that there are no outsiders inside."

"Let me tell you, let's arrange a schedule ahead of time, and sneak in to steal things first. After we finish stealing ahead of time, people from almost blood races will also call. By then, we will all be alive and dead. Who cares if the things at home are stolen! "

Sandy spoke of his plan, shaking his fist when he spoke of excitement.

When Fang Heng first heard it, he felt that it really made sense.

But if you think about it carefully, it is a pit.

"You are quite reasonable, but how can we steal things from the Holy Court? The sculptures and artworks in the oracle hall are not so easy to move."

"Forehead……"

Sandy opened his mouth, momentarily at a loss for words.

He scratched his hair and looked tentatively at Fang Heng, "Old tactics, shall we dig a tunnel?"

Fang Heng shook his head.

Not quite.

Digging tunnels is too noisy and time-consuming.

Places like the headquarters of the Holy Court mostly have restrictions, and they will be triggered if they are not careful.

But if you think about it carefully, there is really a way.

He can use the sealing technique to temporarily put items in his backpack, thereby transferring into the real world.

The trouble is, life in the real world is even harder right now.

The other side of the real world corresponds to the Corridor of Sinking.

What's more, in reality, he didn't lose his doppelgänger, so it was difficult for him to use the nesting doll method to bring things back to prison.

They can only be temporarily stored in the real world for a period of time, and then find a way to transport them back to the eighth district prison in the zombie apocalypse when the sealing ability is enhanced.

No matter how you think about it, it's not a small trouble.

By the way, there is another key issue.

The oracle hall of the holy court has a special response to life forms such as undead and blood races, and theoretically it will also affect zombie clones?

Fang Heng thought about it, and then opened the attributes of the zombie avatar to check carefully.

fortunately.

Zombie avatars also have corresponding academic change skills.

Fang Heng felt a little relieved.

(End of this chapter)